LAMENT OVER JUDAH

18 My joy has flown away;

grief has settled on me.

My heart is sick.h

19 Listen—the cry of my dear people

from a faraway land,

“Is the Lord no longer in Zion,i

her King not within her?”

Why have they angered me

with their carved images,

with their worthless foreign idols?j

20 Harvest has passed, summer has ended,

but we have not been saved.

21 I am broken by the brokenness

of my dear people.k

I mourn; horror has taken hold of me.

22 Is there no balm in Gilead?l

Is there no physician there?

So why has the healing of my dear people

not come about?